” She said in a loud and commanding voice. “So help me, if you don’t take that fucker out, I am going to slap you.” She said as she tugged on ...he front of my pants. Her tugging only made the knot tighter and harder to unfasten, so she reached up and slapped me and then moved my hands out of her way so she could untie them. “What kinda fuckin pants are these?” She asked as she pulled tugged and grabbed. She some how managed to free my cock and gave a “Wooo” when it sprung free. Her white hand. At one point a shiny black car with custom, low-ride wheels slowed down to match her pace, and the three grim young men inside eyed her knowingly, their heads bobbing to the traditional Mexican music of El Tigres del Norte. The song was one of Lissa's favorites, a romantic ballad about a man who will fight any odds to win the heart of the woman he loves. Without slowing down or looking at them, she sang along with the chorus, tossing back her long hair and letting her expressive face take on a. " She said, emphasis on yet. I furrowed my brow, was that how kids flirt nowadays? I shook my head.I went to the living room and sipped some water, as I turned on Netflix and sat down in my recliner. Teresa and my daughter sat on the love seat and began talking about boys and other teenaged stuff that I instantly tuned them out. I ended up falling asleep, somewhere halfway through whatever it was that the girls has put on. When I awoke, I was still sitting in the chair but i was alone in the. “Bend over the back and get a grip on the front of the seat.”Once she had obliged he lifted her skirt and folded it up into her back. Alison became acutely aware of the rear view she was presenting: white cotton stretched tightly across jutting arse-cheeks. Then she felt the cane touch and press centre-target and embarrassment was forgotten. Fuck, this was for real...“Ready?”“Yes, sir.”“Then hold tight.”It was the fifth one that undid her. Nothing could prepare a novice for the fierce sting of.